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“We have no maps, nothing but the inner directions that seem to emerge as we engage the questions and risk moving toward the dream. Together we will learn where we’re going.” – Judy Cannato The man I now love invited me...
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Jerusalem, Jerusalem, you who kill the prophets and stone those sent to you, how often I have longed to gather your children together, as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings. Luke 13:34 Foxes have holes and birds have nests, but the Son of...
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I wrote an essay recently in which I described laughter as a form of prayer and this got me thinking about Sarah’s laughter at the news that she was going to bear a son. The following story is based, loosely on the story of God visiting Abraham and...
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He wasn’t quite three when we told him we were expecting twins. I still carried him on my hip into the daycare he attended twice a week; I hung his coat and put on his shoes and treated him like the baby he wasn’t until I found out the twins were coming. ...
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“The body is a sacrament . . . a visible sign of invisible grace . . . The body is the mirror where the secret world of the soul comes to expression.” – John O’Donohue in Anam Cara The weekend before Lent started, I noticed that I’d fallen into an old...
